Izzy Hilton Erase Every Nasty Thought
Sunday, wake up, give me a cigarette. Last nights love affair is looking vulnerable in my bed Silk sheet, blue dawn, Colgate, tongue warm Wont you quit your crying I cant sleep One minute Im a little sweetheart And next minute you are an absolute creep Weve got obsessions I want to wipe out all the sad ideas that come to me when I am holding you Weve got obsessions All you ever think about are sick ideas involving me, involving you Supermarket, wh
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